Several years ago, at the beginning of the Christmas season, while visiting friends and relatives, I observed a child (who shall remain nameless) compiling a Christmas list of expectations, or so I thought. I became nostalgic, caught up in the display of his enthusiasm,  being presumptuous of his age; naturally assuming it was a letter to Santa.  My melancholy ended when the adults began to converse, finding it amusing, as I soon realized the children were in a competition.  Behavior tantamount to gambling or counting chickens before they hatch. The child was compiling a list; of names of expected givers, not the traditional wish list for Santa.

While I welcomed the child’s joy and wanted his happiness to carry through, it was hard to move past the feeling of entitlement being taught.  I wanted to say something about the arrogant, conceited, and boastful seeds which were being planted, an avenue toward prerogative treatment.

Later, in the absence of the children, I was tempted but refrained. I didn’t get the feeling of a “Spiritual Partnership,”  anticipating pushback.   Feeling perhaps my words would set the stage for a verbal crucifixion.  Which, in essence, meant I went along to get along.   How many of us just go along to get along?  Likewise, how many of us stand by and watch others step to the plate.  On Saturday, January 21st, 2017, millions of women stepped to the plate, which could define a crucial time in America.  The beginning of a movement that must not go dormant.

This is not a loathing of Trump blog, nor a red or blue blog,  but a reality check. A point to ponder for Spiritual Partnering.  A personal message of optimism to future generations.  A golden rule based on the dynamics of karma. “You receive from the world what you give to the world.”  Morality is a human creation. Cognitive empathy is comprehending another person’s thoughts, feelings, and experiences.  With that said, a personality that takes advantage of others creates an imbalance of energy.  A relationship of Cause and Effect. We have an obligation to our children. America, can you hear me?